Ridiculously photogenic guy set out the last of the plates on the long table. It was adorned with a red tablecloth and resided in his nicely decorated living room. He smoothed his hair back in a graceful move, as he was always coordinated and attractive-looking. He had to remain ridiculously photogenic, after all. It had started out as a conscious effort, after he had a picture taken of him that he still shuddered to think of, and decided he would never let that happen again. Now, he had developed the skill to the point where it was just a habit. As subconscious as breathing, he thought, grinning with a million-dollar-smile.
He glanced around the nicely put up room. His house was also rather ridiculously photogenic, at least today. He wanted it to look nice for the party he was throwing today. He had sent out invitations to some of the more popular memes for a meme party, and it would start rather soon.
Right on cue, the doorbell rang. He hurried over and pulled the door open, a dazzling smile on to greet the guest.
He was roughly shoved aside as a young man pushed him away from the entrance, stumbling in and shouting "Let's PARTY! LEEEEEEROY, JENKINS!"
"Wait, wat? Where is everyone?" Leroy asked. "I thought this was a party. Oh, crap, you didn't just say that to get me here alone and seduce me, did you?"
Struggling to keep his photogenic composure, Ric (short for ridiculously, like RIdiC) answered, "Erm, no. I have no intentions of seducing you. You're just the first guest."
"Oh. Hey man, you got any chicken?" Leroy asked.
"On the table." Answered Ric.
"Oh man, its cold! I'm gonna go microwave this!" The young man said, rushing off to the kitchen with the entire platter of chicken.
Ric was about to protest Leroy running through his house without permission or supervision, but the doorbell ringing cut him off.
He hurried over and opened the door, to be greeted with a tilted head, wide eyes, and enormous creepy smile from a young woman with her usual teal t–shirt and jeans.
"Hi…I love you." The girl said.
"He-hello, Laina." Ric replied, smiling even as shudders went down his spine. The girl honestly terrified him, and he had good reason to be frightened of her. She wasn't just a clingy girlfriend, but had often used threats of violence or death to hold onto her boyfriends. He had been conflicted over inviting her. In the end, he only had because she would have found out about it anyways and would have come - despite not being invited - and would have been pissed at him. He didn't want such an unstable person angry with him at any rate.
She came in, her eyes never leaving his face. She started walking toward him as he nervously backed up. "I'm glad you invited me. You're really cute today." She said, still smiling.
Ric felt his chest tighten. He was very nervous around her; although he could restrain her easily if she suddenly launched herself at him, her smile and eyes were horribly unnerving.
He was saved as Leroy scurried back into the room with his mouth full of chicken and the now-half-empty platter in his hands. He saw Laina as he scurried past the two, and his eyes widened; he too was well aware of Laina's tendencies. He hurried back into the living room, probably to hide somewhere.
"Ah…Leroy said he wanted to talk to you. He was telling me how he saw your last video. Man, he couldn't stop talking about how cute he thought you looked in it." Ric lied nervously.
"Really? Leroy? I never thought of him like that…but I guess…now that I do think of it that way…we have so much in common…We must be soul mates. Do you think so? I'm right, aren't I? Leroy and I are destined, right?"
"I-I don't know much about relationships. Besides, that's something you have to find out on your own, right?" Ric said, trying to get the girl away from him while not dooming his fellow meme to the fate of Laina.
"You're right…So relationship savvy. It almost makes me wish that YOU were my soul mate…But no, I have to remain faithful to my beloved. I'll go find him. Leroy? Leroyyyyyyyy…" The girl called out as she headed into the living room.
Ric watched her leave, shaking off the last of the chills as the doorbell rang again. He opened the door and a young girl with pigtails and a retainer bounced in, tightly clutching three Goosebumps books.
"Ermahgerd! Tis paty iss sooooooo coorl! (Translation: This party is soooo cool!)" The girl exclaimed happily. "Yur haws iss soo prittty! (Your house is soo pretty!) I broght mah berks!(I brought my books!) Wanner reed wan?(Wanna read one?)"
"Er…no thank you. I'm good." Ric said, struggling to understand the girl. Although her retainer impairing her speech could be a bit annoying at times, it wasn't her fault. And anyways, under the lisp she was a very sweet girl, and pleasant to be around. Even if all she wanted to talk about was books, which she was fanatically obsessed with.
"I'mer seeh whart berks yuh harv!(I'ma see what books you have!)" The girl exclaimed, hurrying into his living room to examine his bookshelves. He could hear her occasionally exclaim over a familiar title or one that looked interesting with cries of "Ermahgerd!(Oh my god!)" or "Ah lurv thirs berk!(I love this book!)"
He chuckled to himself, listening to her. She was so adorable. He had never seen such a bookworm before. He always wanted to tug one of her pigtails or tousle her hair, but he wasn't very close to her yet. Such a gesture wouldn't be acceptable from someone she hardly knew. He made a mental note to discuss books with her later in the evening; he wanted to get closer to her. It wasn't like he was attracted to her; actually, it was more like he had a bit of a big brother complex whenever he interacted with her.
There was a sound at the door – not knocking or the doorbell ringing, but more of a scratching noise. He could guess which guest it was, as he hurried over to answer the door.
Catz: What have I done.
I honestly don't know if anyone else has written a fanfiction about memes quite like this one, but if not, it needed to exist. So here it is!
I'll be getting into some of the other meme's in later chapters, so stay tuned!
By the way, can you guess who's at the door? Leave a guess in the reviews! Or review the story.
Oh, and yeah, I know this isn't really mythology, but there's no meme category, and it's internet lore. Lore, Mythology…almost in the same realm. Close as I can get it … Sorry about that!
Hope you enjoyed this little bit of randomness, skittles!
